My weekly rat race.

I have been removed from life for the last while. I was gearing up to an exam in the beginning of January and since then I have been on the wheel of my life trying to get through a week with no casualties.

I have to work four days a week to pay school expenses but because I work four days I have trouble with a full course load which is kinda ok because of the apprenticeship thing I have going on. But the exam was then end of something and the beginning of diploma work. And I find myself putting off homework to go to a job I am supposed to be working to pay for school. Which is a little messed.

So, four days working, three days of class, teaching on one of those days, practising, language work and newly added a weekly essay. I have not done any formal writing in five years. The only writing I have done is History exams and then I have three hours which means no revision. This essay thing has kinda scared me a little spit less.

I thought I would tell the internet that, because all the people in my life tell me to suck it up and I will be fine. I was (yeah, that is past tense) good at English and essays. I don't really feel fine, I feel intimidated. Yes, I pulled out the first one, and yeah, I will do this weeks, just gah. It is another ball that I have to keep in the air. I don't want any more balls. Add another and watch the entire thing come crumbling down.

I know. I am chicken. I don't have that big a course load. But I am still struggling. But this too will pass.

Two years at this.

IT'S MY BIRFFDYAY!!!!!!

Gone, wasn't I? So I didn't finish beda.  Guess that makes this update time.
For the first time in my life it snowed on Christmas day. White Christmas. I was ecstatic. It rained boxing day. I would expect nothing less from the west coast.

Christmas hols. was full of company. They haven't all left yet. Full house filled with crazy people.

 For my birthday party we went to Les Mis. I liked it. Cried like anything, but that I was expecting.  Being able to turn off the critical thinking side of my brain has its advantages. I could enjoy without having to examine the singing.

New Years was quiet. Just the way I like it.

I haven't cried on my birthday. After my teen years, the only way, was up I guess.

I have not made any New Years resolutions. I am going to try and drive this year, but that isn't exactly a resolution.

One of the many reasons that I haven't been updating is 'cause life is trucking along at its normal pace and I have nothing to add in terms of observations.

I would like to do an official book count this year. I think that could be fun.

Onward with 2013. This should be interesting if nothing else.

Sidetracked

So I didn't hold up my end of the deal, you know, the blog every day thing because I have been plowing through Dark Angel. Yup, that's right, I don't show up 'cause I am watching old TV.

Redo greenery tomorrow and make whipped short bread. Basically ready for Christmas.

I can update.

I have simply not updated because nothing has happened and I didn't want to.

But I made butter tarts today. I have finally got Christmas baking in my house. Totally not leaving it to the last minute or anything.

It snowed last night. Slushy wet snow that will be gone tomorrow. But still, snow.

It's begining to look a lot like Christmas! la da la la la.

P.S. I loved the Hobbit. Even the extra bits.

The Hobbit

Tonight is Hobbit night. I have my ticket.

Three hour movie starting at ten at night, an hour drive to get home and I have to be at work tomorrow morning. At seven, in the morning. Who said I wasn't dumb.

On the other hand, I am totally fan-girling. SQEEEEEEE!!!!!

 LOTR was my early teen years. This is transporting me back. I am so excited.

WOOHOO

Ick, I am ... guess.

I couldn't let it go for two days, but all I really have to say is neocitron is my friend.

I read Princess of the Silver Wood - Jessica Day George the third in a series. It came out yesterday, and I have to say that one aspect of owning a kindle was being able to have access to something so soon after release. The story combined Little Red Riding Hood and Robin Hood, and I enjoyed it.

Sn*t & stuff

I am failing at this Christmas baking thing. On the come down from singing sick I continued to be sick today. It is the sore throat back to haunt me. This illness appears to cyclical. I'm experiencing take two. I get better, it comes back. Sucks.

Anyway, the point of me sniveling (pun) about being sick is that the last thing I want to do is stick my hands in pastry. So no butter tarts.

I do on the other hand get to stop obsessing over German and listen to fun music again.
This has been playing bunches in my house.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSUFzC6_fp8

 We have the Ep. and I love their version of  "O come, o come Emmanuel" it has addictive properties.

Re-reading A Posse of Princesses - Sherwood Smith, I really enjoy her work, and apparently reading new material is beyond the powers of sick brain. Sigh.

This has been an update. Talk tomorrow. Over and out.